Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Marco freaking Polo

I like kids. I really like the ones that belong to my sisters. I generally like other people's kids, and always smile or make funny faces at them in the elevator.

But when all I here when I'm doing homework is "MARRRRCO POOOOLLLLOOOO" for 2 hours with increasing intensity and volume, it makes me want to build a gingerbread house, and, well, you know the rest of that tune.